March 7, 88

Election Day

Tomorro is Election Day. I like that day cause it's a no shcool day.

A young Sailors Diary

Dear Diary,

I was tiered from a day of walking. I was a fourteen year old girl who loved the sea ever since my uncle had took me on his small ferriboat. I was running away from home beacause my parents or anybody else would'nt let me be a sailor beacause I was a girl. Heavey bags were slug over my shoulders as I walked through the dusty mist on a hot summer Saturday. I was going to be a stoy away on the next ship that set sail. I had packed in my bags dozens of cans of beens and Jerky, a plate with, old utencils, a cup, two cans of jucie, milk, and a pack of napkins. I also brought things like vitamins, skin lotin, a hairbrush and a toothbrush with toothpowder.

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I wanted to remember my family so I took some picktures and a painting of my mother. I was hoping that I would not get caught but if I did I might be needed as a sailor so I brought along a blanket and a pillow. Oh, and the most important thing I brought was a diary. I finnally jumped on to the boat. I hid quickly in a diny boat that was on deck for repairs. I heard the captin talking about how old the diny was. It was hot under the Burlap Cloth that covered the diny. The Ship set sail. A month later, the men were repairing the dingy and they found me. I tried to explain to the captin but he just said that woemen on a ship were a nucince, a jinx, and just bad luck. I pleaded for him not to take me home untill he finnally gave up. He tried me out as a sailor. I knew everthig about sailing. I also knew that someday any women could sail as she pleased. And it happened.

Socks: Things I liked

I like the aother of the book Beverly Cleary. The book is about a cat who has alot of action. Written by the cat's point of view make's the story funny. The Illustrations are very bad but they express the storty. This story is very funny and very originall. I will sugest this story to anybody.